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Zack let out a loud laugh, nearly spitting out his soda as he and his friend Trent watched a ridiculous comedy movie. Trying to catch his breath, Zack accidentally spilled his beverage down the front of his clothes.

"Aw crap, my bad dude, at least I didn't get any on the floor. Not trying to mess up your sister's apartment," he chuckled, glancing down at the big wet stain spreading across his chest. "Mind if I borrow something of Amber's to change into?"

"Yeah no worries, just grab whatever from her room, I'll text her to bring home some detergent," Trent replied with an amused snicker, not looking away from the outrageous sequence unfolding on the TV.

Zack headed down the hallway to Amber's bedroom. Opening her closet, he spotted a pale pink, silky kimono decorated with delicate cherry blossom designs hanging among her clothes.

"Huh...this could work I guess?" he mumbled to himself with a shrug, slipping it off the hanger.

He quickly stripped off his soaked shirt, tossing it into the hamper before sliding the kimono over his shoulders. As he cinched the thin sash at his waist, Zack admired how the smooth fabric felt against his skin. But then something...strange began to happen.

Squatting down in the middle of Amber's bedroom floor, Zack opened up his phone's camera app, using it as a makeshift mirror to check himself out in the silk kimono he'd borrowed. But as soon as the image appeared on his screen, his jaw dropped.

Right before his wide eyes, thick, silky black locks began spilling over his shoulders, rapidly overtaking and replacing his usual short hair. Losing himself in the unfolding changes, Zack ran his fingers through the luxurious waves as a pair of pointed, fuzzy pink ears suddenly sprouted from his crown, twitching forward at each soft whimper that fell from his now plush, pouty lips. He shivered as the camera caught sight of a long, fluffy tail emerging from his lower back - swishing and swaying behind him as if with a mind of its own.

"Ohh...oh my...god..." he breathed out in a sultry, honeyed tone. Foreign, feminine fingers drifted along the sculpted line of his jaw as the reflection rippled and reshaped itself into an unmistakably female form. High cheekbones sharpened as Zack's bedroom eyes grew large and luminous, their shimmering depths framed by thick, dark lashes.

A shaky whine bubbled up from his core as the silk kimono hugged tighter and tighter to his rapidly metamorphosing body. His broad chest swelled outwards into a pair of full, ripe breasts - their heavy, pale globes topped by stiff rosy peaks that quickly tented the gossamer fabric. But even more dizzying was the new, insistent throbbing between his parted thighs.

Breathless with arousal and disbelief, Zack pried open the kimono's skirt and aimed the camera downwards, nearly sobbing at the sight of glistening folds - his thick cock now nowhere to be found. Unable to resist his dainty fingers trailed along those lush, dewy petals, parting them to expose his virgin pussy.

"Mmmmfuck..." Zack gasped, back arching as he began stroking his sensitive, swollen clit. His free hand instinctively drifted upwards, groping and kneading at the heavy, tingling weight of his transformed breasts as he pleasured himself right there on the bedroom floor. Juices quickly pooled amid his parted thighs as the pink, puffy folds grew plump and engorged with each frantic stroke from his nimble fingertips.

His head swimming in delirious waves of foreign, feminine desire, Zack's soft moans grew louder and more wanton - slender legs splaying wider as he eagerly pumped those digits in and out of his silken, tight entrance. His palm grew drenched in honeyed arousal as he finally tumbled over that edge into a throbbing, blissful climax - back arched and those plump breasts heaving against the kimono with each quaking gasp and cry of ecstasy...

Panting heavily, Zack blinked dazedly as the afterglow of that breathtaking orgasm slowly ebbed. But the tingles of arousal still coursed hotly through his feminine form as his dark, half-lidded bedroom eyes fell upon his abandoned phone laying nearby. As if in a trance, he reached for it - staring raptly at the image of the sinuous, exotic beauty gazing back at him from the screen.

Long raven tresses spilled over her bare, pale shoulders in glossy waves and that pert little nose crinkled playfully as full, rosy lips curled into a wicked smirk. Zack traced the camera along the hourglass frame of his brand new body - over those exquisite feminine curves from the gentle flare of his hips down to the endless expanse of smooth, toned legs. His plump breasts strained against the silk kimono, heavy and full - their dusky pink nipples pebbled and aching for attention.

He felt a sly smile stretch wider across his features as a strange sense of confidence and power rushed through him - his slender fingers trailing down to caress over the hot, throbbing petals of his freshly deflowered pussy. He could still taste the honeyed spendings that slicked his palm from that intense climax...

Zack tugged the kimono sash tighter around his feminine curves before sauntering from the bedroom, movements oozing with provocative grace. As he emerged into the living room, the tips of his pointed pink ears perked up at the sounds of his friend Trent still laughing over the stupid movie they'd been watching earlier.

Swaying his hips from side to side, Zack strolled towards the sofa with a predatory gaze - drinking in the sight of his oblivious friend. His dainty fingertips toyed with the trailing knot of his silky robe, making sure Trent's eyes were glued to the mesmerizing glimpses of creamy thigh and sideboob revealed by each teasing flourish.

"Well hey Zack, ya found something that...that f-fits..." Trent mumbled out distractedly as his best buddy eyed him up and down like a hungry predator regarding her next meal. His eyes widened comically as pointed ears swiveled in his direction, that bushy vulpine tail whipping from side to side.

"I sure did, I just need some help getting out of it now..." Zack crooned - a teasing giggle bubbling up as one pert breast spilled free from his kimono with a subtle shrug of his shoulders. With a wink, his tongue flicked out to trail along full lips as he crawled onto the couch towards a suddenly frozen, wide-eyed Trent.